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Monday
Jun142010

Call Me Unpatriotic, I Don't Care

I really wanted to write about Detroit today, I have some really cool things to tell you about. Something else is on my mind though and the muse won’t be quiet.

Love of a Man over Love of Country

I threw out a lot of bravado about the England versus USA World Cup game. To be honest, I thought team USA were going to get spanked. I’m a proud American and went out to root for them anyway.

First Confession:

I was rooting for both teams. I am SO American it’s silly but I was torn. Singing God Save the Queen and The Star Spangled Banner at the top of our lungs gave me chills. My heart melted.

These are my favorite two countries in the world! Of course, they’re also the only two countries I’ve lived in. So, yes, I was rooting for both teams.

England scored first. Awesome!

Second Confession:

Then the weird thing happened. Team USA scored and my heart sank.

That’s how you know which team you’re really rooting for. It happened earlier this year with the Canada vs. USA Olympic Gold Medal hockey game. Only this time my heart went the other way, it went against my own country.

Football, footy, footie, futbol, soccer. Call it what you want. To me it means England.

If there isn’t anything more American than baseball, apple pie, and Chevrolet then certainly England is footy.

But it’s more than that. I looked at my husband sitting next to me with his England cap on and the flag of England draped around him like a cape.

This is his first World Cup away from England; he hasn’t been back to old Blighty since late 2008. It’s his first World Cup without his mates; they’ve been friends for over 20 years.

My husband & his mates cheering on Bournemouth in the playoffs in 2003.

He misses England; I know that. He misses his friends and family. I know what it’s like to be far from home, to be in the minority, and it’s not fun.

If England had won the game it would have given my husband massive amounts of joy. So which would you pick? Rooting for your country or rooting for your husband?

For me it was easy, the love of a man and his happiness is much more important. Does that make me Un-American? I don’t think so.

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Reader Comments (6)

Admittedly, I was rooting for Canada in the Olympics.. But I was rooting for Mike Babcock. I'm not rooting for the US in the World Cup either. I want to see the best teams, or the under-est(?) of underdogs in there.

June 14, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterToka313

I thought I was going to be in the same boat for Olympics, rooting for Babcock and Yzerman. Once the game began though, I was wildly rooting for the USA.

It's cool that you want the underdogs to well!

June 14, 2010 | Registered CommenterBecks Davis

If it makes you feel any better, I watched the match while eating a plate of my homemade bangers and mash. I rooted for the home team, but my friends and I are huge Anglophiles. It kind of worked out for us that they were 1 and 1.

June 14, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterCambrey

Ohh, Cambrey, my husband would be so jealous you had bangers and mash! Although the tie might be good for my household, I would have rather a clear win.

June 14, 2010 | Registered CommenterBecks Davis

No it doesn't make you un-American... it makes you a loving, caring person who followed her heart, and that is what sports are all about. Your explanation tore at my heart strings a bit.

I grew up in a dominant Michigan household, my dad did his undergrad at Michigan, both of my sisters graduated from U of M and all of my extended family roots for them. When I made MSU my school of choice (determined to be different) my dad adopted them as his go to school almost immediately. At no time did he let it show that he was disappointed I didn't go to U of M, he was even excited when State beat U of M, b/c he knew how much fun I was having. It's brought us much closer and now, together, we share a great love for all things Sparty.

Ahhh, sports. So silly, yet so important.

June 24, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterMatt Dibble

Matt,
Yes, sports can be silly but when you are passionate about a team or a game they can really impact your life.

Thanks for sharing your story, I could see how that could have become a big family rivalry but instead it brought you closer together. That's awesome!

In the end, it's very easy to choose the people you love over a team.

June 25, 2010 | Registered CommenterBecks Davis

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